Spacedaddy thought it would be cute and fun if Anna helped him make eggs this morning. He pulled up a step stool to the counter and asked her if she wanted to help.
Sucker.
Spacedaddy: Here, baby, you hold one end of the egg, I'll hold the other. Now crack it just like that. Wait, we don't want shells in there!
Anna: Ooooohhh, more? More?
Spacedaddy: OK, let's do anoth...wait, baby, you don't put your whole hand in the...
Anna: AAAAHHYYYYEEEE!!!!MMMIIINNNEEE!!!!
Spacedaddy: Wait, baby, see?
Anna: Oooohhh..
Spacedaddy: OK now we have to wash your hands.
Anna: No?! No!
Spacemama (dare I intervene): Anna, let's wash your hands.
Anna: Nooooo....AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
I did get her hands washed, but what a wonderful display of cranky-off-schedule-18-month-old tantrum behavior that followed. She followed me all around the kitchen and living room, grabbing onto my shorts and trying to tell me how she hadn't wanted her hands washed. Spacedaddy was trying to do a fun thing. That is his nature. He can't wait till she is old enough to actually crack an egg without wanting to eat it right then and there. But credit to him, she did have fun until mommy made her wash the salmonella threat off of her hands.
After it was all over, we enjoyed eggs and biscuits (with jelly!). And a little milk.
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